Last Friday we didn't go out of town, but we DID get to celebrate my dad's 55th birthday. We ate out at yummy Smitty's Pancake House, then had cake and ice cream at my parent's house.
He had been fighting a cold for a while, so I got him some cough medicine, just as he was getting over it. I'm thoughtful and timely like that.
The manly MEN also had a blowing-the-candles-out contest, which I think we've made my dad do every year (where you see how far back you can stand and get the candles out). Manly Jake and Dylan tried as well.
It kind of reminds me of this:
Basically, my dad's is the best Dad out there. End of story.